Labor Day in Key West

We were up early yesterday to get our picture at the most southernpoint of the country. Usually there's quite a line so we got lucky.

We walked around at the beachfront park.

Andy's picture of the sunrise.

Breezy morning.

We walked to a little Cuban restaurant near our resort for breakfast.

This and the coffee for $8.50. Best deal we've found so far and delicious. We went back for lunch and got sandwiches.

Interesting book in our resort's gift shop.

This guy stayed at the bar too long.

We spent much of the day at the pool. We got margaritas for our "free" resort drink.

We had dinner at this Mexican restaurant, Amigos. Andy had a burrito and I had a chicken quesadilla. very good and the waitress was great. We asked her all kinds of questions about Key West.

Across the street was Capt. Tony's, the oldest bar in Florida and the one Hemingway partially owned for four years. It's the bar he took the urinal from. Andy had to go pay for more parking so I hung put and watched these guys stand under the fish, facing the street and trying to flip a quarter into the fish's mouth, supposedly for good luck. They weren't so good ...

but I picked up $1.75 in quarters from the sidewalk after they left so I guess it was lucky for me.

Interesting decor - lots of signed dollar bills stapled to the ceiling and walls, and bras of every size and color hanging from the ceiling. I love a good dive bar and there was live music.

Cool sign of the bar's namesake who ran successfully for mayor.

The stools all have names of famous people who visited the bar. I got John Prine; Andy's was Dustin Hoffman. There was supposed to be an Ernest Hemingway and we were looking but we didn't ask people to get up from their seats so we couldn't find it.

Wasn't thrilled to see this on the ceiling but when I went into the bathroom Kamala was written on the stall wall. Maybe there's hope for Florida after all.